The first time I tried to make biscuits I was only around 7 years old.  My mother used to make them the old way.  She kept a wooden bowl in the cabinet with her flour in it.  When she started to make her biscuits she would add more flour, salt, baking powder, and her lard.  She would run her hand around and make a hole in the center and start mixing her lard into the flour and pouring in her milk.  I really wanted to make biscuits too.  So she let me.  There were only three of us kids at tht time.  Me and my two brothers, one eight years older than me and the other one and a half years younger.  My two brothers got into a fuss that night at the dinner table.  My oldest brother picked up one of my biscuits and threw it at my little brother and hit him in the eye.  He ended up with a black eye.  I didn't make biscuits again until I was grown and decided to try again.  I've tried several ways to make them light, fluffy and still have the taste of the buttermilk and the recipe on page 101 of my cookbook Stir, Laugh, Repeat is the one I ended up sticking with.